The day so far :

Dream:
Dreamt that ARA was baby and was carrying him around. KB was there. The Who were being interviewed and they were really modest. " Well in those days we were really famous , but now , nobpdy cares "

Birthday :
Phoned PPL for her birthday, just missed her. Spoke briefly to SPL

Health and well-being

Got an appointment with specialist at Karolinska 1 February who is going to tell me something really good about my knee wot I didn’t know and wot will help me lots

Work :
AS has paid the deposit for DTW course. Bravo thus energising this project .Let there be more.

Reminded that Everything you experience as solid and "real" is a vibration of energy - held, or locked in place, by belief systems.

Thoughts:

I keep getting this message that there are several realities, several outcomes, several parallel realities that could always manifest..

I and others,.. we are ALL broadcasting energy in the form of our thoughts, emotions, and beliefs ... and we are doing it all time.( oops just thought about Saddam awaiting execution by hanging ... morbid .... even though he has been a very naughty man )
yes.... several realities are always possible. I am not quite sure that the reality that manifests is the one you have focused more of your energy on. If this were so , I would really be up shit creek without a paddle ..hehehe .. I’m laughing but am I happy ?

Emotions :

Emotions are key in the manifesting process. I know that when I am feeling great ( and it does happen ) things I want to happen happen easily and effortlessly.

Yes . Emotions are energy in motion. They bring us information if we are willing to experience them.

reminding myself to STOP and PAY ATTENTION. Allow them to be and to speak to me. ....embrace them fully .. that’s it !

An Awareness :

i am aware that I make a dive for the internet in the morning to see what's happened while I have been sleeping and also hoping for some good news, something miraculous, outstanding .....something encouraging and enlightening.WWW my guru !

Regret :

Still haven't sent Rita a condolences card. Sad. I really liked Roland . He was a good man may he rest in peace . Can't seem to get it together. What to say ? That's the problem.

Woke up again in the middle of the night 3:44 am with an anxiety attack. How does that happen ? Why ?

Somehow fearful thoughts must have been meandering through my unconscious mind making a nuisance of themselves.

Also in my dream is a square filled with lots of creamy white caravans which I think is silly and ugly. Why crowd the m all together in one space ? They could spread them out and have tents scattered between them and amongst them. Would be more interesting

http://www.fullervo ice.com/cluck/ play.swf

*chuckles *

errr not so funny when the fxxxx link doesn't work .. copy and paste
http://www.fullervo ice.com/cluck/ play.swf

Taking a peaceful moment here around Midnight on Christmas Eve to wish you all BEAUTY and BLISS in all dimensions.

Christmas Eve is the day that I celebrate. Dinner with nearest and dearest and presents. My guests arrive for dinner as the sun sets. Candlelight spreads its magic light and the divinely heady scent of the many Madonna lilies fills my place with delight together with splashes of red from dozens of red roses.

Creme Ninon and Champagne to start with with freshly baked bread rolls , followed by baked salmon with all the timmings , roast potatoes , yams , chantarelle mushrooms, sweetcorn, carrots, brocolli, and my special Christmas cream and sherry sauce made from scratch with TLC. Chocolate truffle cake for dessert and mandarine oranges. The cardamom cake I'd baked in answer to a craving didn't get touched .

So ....Taking a moment now to sending us all LOVE and PEACE from my heart and soul to yours , to all our dimensions ............ ......... ...OMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMM shanti shanti ommmmmmmmm
love.. love .. love ............ .. from me and the music of cesaria evora that is playing ................

I only sent two Christmas cards this year, one was to my mother and the other to D.D. an old flame from college days who sends me a card every single year, bless him and it warms my heart every year. A very special relationship;innocent soul contact, love , if I dare to say, that has survived the years.There should be 35 cards somewhere. I haven't thrown them away. not on purpose, anyway.

Imagine my surprise when MT's card came today and it was the SAME as the one I sent to my mpther. WHat are the chances of THAT happening ? I chose mum's card specially- a picture of a gnome m christmas tree, box of matches and one of those angel chime carousels .. you know the ones I mean ? My son signed it and even commented " That's a nice card , where did you get that ? " Not like him at all,

MT is LT's grandmother , my son's first serious girlfriend and a very dear member of my extended family. I always feel a deep love connection when I think of MT.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm cosy lovey dovey feeling inside now .. I am touched by the spirit of Christmas ... or just plain old sentimental ?

I love fountain pens.

My first love at the age of six ,a maroon Parker Lady with a tiny gold nib. I took it to school one day and it was stolen, but I got it back.

Many years later, somewhere in the 80s , I lost my dear Pary Lady , in town somehwere , I think. *sighs* Lost forever. I never did get her back.

The other day , I gave a friend an inexpensive, but very yummy Parker Reflex Fountain Pen as a Christmas present.She borrowed mine once and fell in love with it. Anyway , her delight soon turned to despair as she LOST ita few days later or it was stolen and despite chasing round the whole of Stockholm she was unable to replace it. I must have bought the last two Parker Reflex Fountain Pens. She was told they were not getting any more in. The other department stores have also stopped selling fountain pens.

What IS the world coming to ? When I do see fountainpens now , they are all hugely expensive , Rolls Royve versions.

On my visits to Bradford , which is where I come from , sadly all the decent shops have disappeared. WHSmiths and Boots are hopeless. Is this typcial of the rest of the country ? I wonder. Lackaday .

Anayway , a Parker Reflex Fountain Pen with Comfort Grip is what I am looking for. Should you find one in your local supermarket do let me know cost p&P . Thanks .

Blessed be all fountain pens and ink cartridges, especially the inexpnsive ones that make writing such a pleasure .

21st December , Winter Solstice. The shortening days and longer nights are most intense here in Sweden, but from today onward our days start getting longer. Blessed be.

The pagan in me feels the need for ritual to mark this occasion. I’ve just had a solstice nourishing breakfast and now savouring the chocolate darkness of my coffee. Willl light candles as the sun sets ( it is actually beginning to set now as I write this , 2.30 pm )

In neopaganism, the winter solstice sabbat is often called Yule. – which is also the Swedish word for Christmas. Lots of pagan rooted traditions here . Perhaps that is why I am here too. This is really a time for introspection, and planning for the future, I know I keep saying this. I tend to write and reflect more around the new moon and the full moon.I need this time. Quiet , peaceful, leisurely , serene, introspective time.. love it .. and the golden coppery sunset shines in and onto my keyboard, agreeing with me.

Yesterday , 20th , marked the new moon which is a time for new beginnings. The moon is waxing now and supporting our festivities and gatherings until the full moon on 3rd January.

Happy solstice , everyone !

Magpie came to me today ; caught my attention as it landed on the branch of the pine tree outside the kitchen window and swung up and down for a while, proud of its accomplishment.

Understanding messages from Spirit

Prophecy

Intelligence

Use of voice

Good luck
Thanks for the visit, magpie .

I mean apart form the ritual How are you ?
How are you feeling ? Here and now ?

WHat would an honest authentic tuned in respnse sound like ?

I'm thinking it might read something like a description of a wine .

Melancholic ........tinge of sadness.. .....a smudge of serenity ......some higher tones of delight.....an after taste of calm ....

It might include images :

a flowing river ......a mist at dawn....a simmering pot........crackling fire ... or a volcano about to erupt ?

.. or smell , a scent.. singed hair ......fried onions ......wet wool ....bergamot ... lavender .... coffee ?

how are YOU , here and now ?

What's your best recipe for creme ninon ? It's going to be the starter for Christmas dinner and can't find the recipe that included madeira and/ or sherry alas !

To include bayleaf or not ?

Dilema.. help please.
xxx

let go of feeling obligated to engage in rituals or situations that make you feel unhappy.

Follow your bliss.

It is easy to get lost in the trance of tradition and lose track of who you really are and what serves you as you are now.

Ask yourself " What do I really want ? " then give it to yourself .

Mind your own business. If you are in someone else's business , you have abandoned yourself.

There are countless futures, all of which exist at the same time. parallel universes are a reality! According to physics, the moment we make a decision, the universe splits, and our alternative decision and fate branch out into another reality.

Take time to sort through any baggage that’s nagging you and face up to these nagging feelings; hear them outand free yourself from their nagging.

Laugh.

Breathe .

What are the thoughts that kick me out of heaven ?

What would it be like to live my truth without excusing, defending , explaining or justifying my thoughts and actions to others ?

Do I really need to lose weight ? Or do I simply want to feel and be lighter ? Feel safer ?

This is a new holiday season altogether, and we can find joy in the fact that we can make it our own and let it be new.

Lots of Love and Light to us all and hugs all round  !

Yesterday, a friend of mine and her husuband in USA , went to see "The Queen" and thought it was well done.

Dear Universe , Source , Spirit of All That Is,

Thank you , thank you, thank you ! LOVE LOVE LOVE in all dimensions.

Blue Electric Night
Thursday, Crystal 12, Kin: 3

click on link to calculate your sign

http://mayan.tzo.com:888/cgi-bin/mayancgi.exe?ScreenID=dreamcal

Celebrate the beginning of the Fifth day: November 24, 2006

We are currently approaching the beginning of the Fifth day of the Galactic Underworld, November 24, 2006 and most people have experienced how things have heated up since the midpoint of the current night, May 27, 2006. In fact, the evolution of consciousness is fundamentally driven by the Light of future Heavens and Underworlds and so we are already now being influenced by it both in the form of world events and personal experiences.

In each of the Underworlds the Fifth day is the era of the breakthrough of the phenomena of that particular Underworld and from this we may have certain expectations of what is to come. The overall purpose of the current Galactic Underworld is to bring a balance between East and West as well as between the left rational and the right intuitive brain hemispheres. In short, as it will mean a significant downfall of western dominance in the world it will allow for the coming together of the cultures of the East and the West. Very likely, it will generate a downfall of the American dollar and ensuing altered economic relationships in the world.

It also seems as if the days are the periods that bring the most earth changes and natural catastrophes and this will very likely also mark the coming day, November 24, 2006 – November 19, 2007. It simply seems as if when human beings are regaining their inner wholeness their control of the external world as a consequence is lost and the Fifth day is exactly such a period, which will create the conditions for such inner unity and wholeness. Part of the development of this inner wholeness will come from a major step forward in the development of our intuition which essentially is mediated by the right brain half that is now about to be strengthened. In fact, without the development of this intuition we will not be able to use the increasingly shorter windows of opportunity that in different ways will be presented to us.

What there is to do is to fully accept and embrace the very significant energy shift that is now brought by the beginning of the Fifth day and I recommend people everywhere to celebrate on November 23-24 the arrival of the energy of Quetzalcoatl as part of the Breakthrough Celebration (www.breakthroughcel ebration. com).

The Fifth day energy of the Galactic Underworld means that its manifestations will truly break through into the world and after this it will become apparent to everyone that we will never again return to the stable materialist mind set of the lower Planetary Underworld. We must welcome the shift that is now taking place in the global energy field and the opportunity it gives us to create balance between East and West, rationality and intuition and man and woman. For most people the Breakthrough Energy of the Fifth day will be the most powerful transformative energy that they experienced as part of the divine plan. Let us celebrate and prepare together and above all be conscious of the changes that we may now expect based on the Mayan calendar.

Carl Johan Calleman, 11 Chicchan, 7.16.5 of the Galactic Underworld
(October 19, 2006) Lelystad, Netherlands
cjcalleman@swipnet. se

"falling a part is a part of the hero's journey...you must be dismembered so you can re-member...Remember who you really are and that there is no separation from all that is good in this world. You have all that it takes to re-member...even down to the muscles and joints that need healing. I am holding your hand now and the angels are holding your hand. ..............
There is something wonderful awaiting you at the point of re-membering."

Thank you. xxx

Feeling very fragile and tender today . Had my scheduled doctor's appointment this morning - the follow up of X rays etc of right knee , the one with the 6cm screw in it as a result of a skiing accident ín Switzerland many moons ago

To add insult to injury I could hardly get out of bed for the excruciating back pain - lumbago - said the doc .. but that's what OLD people get , innit ??? !!!

I cried and wrote this morning ...write and cried .It's a SHOCK when you realise you can hardly move ....so much we take for granted . Tears at the docs too .. tears when someone " sees" .

I think I create these PHYSICAL illnesses sometimes to show the pain and wars I am experiencing inside. Emotional suffering , old wounding inside doesn't show on the outside

I'm good at covering up and pretending.. but there comes a point when it all gets too much .

RIght now I feel I am falling apart .. and yet .. there is strength in me .. a force .. anger .. power .. whatever .
Feeling .. this is all so ..ABSURD .. have been crying and laughing .. so frustrated... at screaming point.

Things have to SHIFT !

Well , tonight , curled up on the sofa with a hot waterbottle on the small of my back ( bliss ) and tiger balm .......mmmmm... AND " Love Actually " with Hugh Grant ,, awwwwww .. I laughed ... I cried in a caring way .. and all those people hugging each other at Heathrow Airport awwwwww... and whats' his name , Karl didn't get get off with her ,, bugger .. that was frustrating ... cos he was yummy .. and she was devoted to her looney brother ...martyr ...flippin eck ... but then Hugh got his secretary .. and the little boy learned to play drums and got kissed bv the love of his life .. awwwwww it was LOVELY .. mmmmmmmmmmmmm LOVE LOVE LOVE .. I love it .. feeling better *mwahhh *

could still do with a massage though ;-)

As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before an d noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy! is a b right child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around.."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest, and his

home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found ! a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to."

After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the cl! ass and , despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets.."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honours. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favourite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his

bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer. The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered

his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Dr. at Iowa Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)

Warm someone's heart today. pass this along. I love this story so very much, I cry every time I read it. Just try to make a difference in someone's life today? tomorrow? just "do it".

Random acts of kindness, I think they call it!

"Believe in Angels, then return the favour"

I read Byron Katie's newsletter :

"Who needs God when you have your own opinions?" she asks
.

 " We think that if only this or if only that happened, then we would be happy. And when we believe our stressful thoughts, we can’t see how perfect this very moment is, exactly as it is."

Oh I do, I do ...... I want it to be even more perfect.Oh but , oh but oh bit mmm that's my ego speaking, I forget,

" Those of us who chase after money to find happiness never have enough. And in the process we create stress for ourselves and for others around us. Sometimes we worry ourselves sick.

Those of us who see money as unspiritual have trouble charging for our services or feel guilty when we do make money. This is the flip side of greed, and it is just as painful. What stories we assign to pieces of paper!

Rich or poor, we believe the same stories over and over again. Isn’t it time for you to end that suffering?

Financial freedom is not about manifesting new cars or high-paying jobs. It is about being absolutely secure and loving whatever reality brings you.

The truth is that you're supposed to have exactly as much money as you have right now. No more, no less.

How do you know when you're supposed to have more? When you do.

How do you know when you're supposed to have less? When you do.

Realizing this is true abundance. It leaves you without a care in the world."

Last night I found my old ZONE THERAPY book full of interesting techniques for treating colds. For instance , did you know that :

- biting the tip of the tongue when you have a cold is beneficial In fact there are lots of meridian points in the tongue. Pulling the tongue and massaging it works too.

- biting lower lip is good for coughs

- grippping the upper lip between thumb and index finger and pulling gently ,several times a day

- brushing upper hands and arms with metal brush upwards towards the heart for two minutes every day strenthens the imune system

- with index finger as a hook pull corners of the mouth outwards. Left and right corners of the mouth can be treated simultaneaously.

Have fun - I'm feeling better already !